if you ever call me annoying, even if it’s just jokingly, the chances of me ever speaking to you again are slim to none because I’ll be so afraid that every little word or sound that comes out of my mouth will aggravate you and make you cringe and hate my existence
I’m sick of people telling me it’s just a “get over it” situation. Fuck you. You don’t know what it’s like in my head.
Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn’t stop for anybody.
like 98% of my problems would be solved if i stopped overthinking things and calmed the fuck down and stopped being such a panicky, anxious little shit
do u ever realize how ugly u really are and it just ruins ur day
do you ever get really motivated to do something and you get really excited about it and then when you get home you’re just like nah